"It appears that Mr. Fredrick, the esteemed founder of BRD Group, who supports Mercy Hospital, will be joining us today.”

“Really? Why didn't I see him?"

"He should be arriving soon. Wasn't the summit organized by BRD Group?" Mitchel clarified.

"I don't think Mr. Fredrick will personally attend. Usually, he sends Adrian as his representative for such events," Debora interjected.

Intrigued, Ariana asked curiously, "Are you referring to Holden?"

Debora was taken aback.

"Do you know him, Miss Edwards?"

After a brief pause, Ariana responded, "Coincidentally, we happen to be acquainted.

We are friends."

Impressed, Debora praised, "No wonder you're an agent with an extensive network.

Ihave some business connections with Holden. I've met him once.”

Considering Holden's disfigurement, and knowing that Debora's husband was an experienced doctor in the dermatology department, Ariana casually inquired, "Is there any treatment for the injury on his face?"

Baffled, Debora asked, “There's no wound on Holden's face."

Ariana stood there, stunned by the revelation.

"Didn't Holden suffer a disfigurement since childhood? So he has been wearing a mask all this time," she muttered.

Debora, too, found herself perplexed.

"Are we talking about the same person? I've seen Holden on several occasions, and he never wore a mask. In fact, he's quite handsome, even more so than the movie stars."

Ariana was left speechless, unable to respond.

"Could you have mistaken him for someone else?" Debora questioned gently, devoid of malice. After all, there were many individuals with the same name. However, the rarity of Holden's surname made the confusion unlikely.

Feeling embarrassed, Ariana decided not to press the matter further.